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Title: In the Heat of the Moment
Chapter: Standalone
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, smut, some humor
Warning: Male/male sex
Pairing: Kai X Uruha
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Sometimes, going to a love hotel can make you lose your inhibitions in more ways than one.
Comments: Written for the uruai Jessica Rabbit Hotel Fanfic Challenge. Prompts are as follows: This image and this quote: “That said, when you’re having sex, there’s a compulsion and degree of irrationality, a lack of self-consciousness that takes over, and your thinking and ability to analyze are essentia lly edited from your facial expressions and body language. You censor yourself for the sake of your pleasure and for the common good of the situation.”

“I want to go to a love hotel.”

Uruha’s words floated through the night air and hit Kai’s ears. For a moment, he wasn’t quite sure he was hearing it right. He had been happily engrossed in picture-taking – he’d had his eyes on this particular bridge when they were on their way to the live venue, and couldn’t wait to come back here with a camera after the show.

He lowered said camera and turned around, slowly, meeting his bandmate’s eyes. “Did you just say what I think you did?”

“If you think I said that I want to go to a love hotel, yes,” Uruha replied, walking up to the railing of the bridge and leaning over, folded arms on the metal, eyes looking off into the distance.

Kai couldn’t resist raising the camera and taking another picture. Uruha looked gorgeous at the moment, a combination of wistful and sensual, like a character in a movie contemplating his future. Except what his bandmate was contemplating was going to a sleaze palace.

“Why?” Kai said. “We have a perfectly nice hotel. The walls don’t seem to be too thin. Why can’t we just use that?”

“I don’t know,” Uruha said, turning around to face Kai, resting his elbows on the railing this time. “Maybe I’m just feeling adventurous right now. And curious.”

Kai sighed. And maybe this was because of the dirty jokes their staff had been cracking backstage tonight.

Somebody had found a random card key next to one of the mirrors, which had no hotel name printed on it. This had, of course, given rise to the idea that an anonymous key had to come from a love hotel. And then, there was all kinds of speculation about other bands that had passed through the hall before, and what they had been doing, and with whom.

“It’s not something that’s usually your style,” Kai noted, taking another picture of his bandmate. He’d have a lovely photo album of Uruha on the bridge. Hopefully, the guitarist wouldn’t want pictures where they were going next. And here is a lovely picture of Uruha on a circular bed covered in hot pink fuzz, with huge neon hearts in the background . . .

“Well, no,” Uruha said. “But I just want to see what one’s like on the inside.”

Kai sighed. He was going to persist in this, wasn’t he? He hoped Uruha would drop the idea, but . . . nope, that wasn’t happening. “I haven’t been to one,” he said, quietly. The idea had never appealed to him, at all. His teenage sexual fumblings had been in his childhood bedroom, his adult experiences in his own apartment, or those of his lovers, or in a regular hotel on the road.

Making love in a garish sex palace, to him, was akin to doing it in the middle of Akihabara. (Which might appeal to his counterpart in Alice Nine, but not to him).

“Well, then, we can experience it for the first time together, can’t we?” Uruha said. Great, now there was a light in his eyes. There was no way out of it for Kai now. He found himself grabbed by the hand and dragged in the direction of town, clutching his camera so it wouldn’t go flying out of his hand.

He was starting to feel like a man awaiting his own execution. But he knew he was going to go through with it. He always did.

He couldn’t deny Uruha anything.

* * *
The place they ended up in had the rather unsettling name of the Jessica Rabbit Hotel. Great, Kai thought, Disney’s in the love hotel business now. Well, why not, they had their hands in everything else, right?

He was having horrifying visions of ending up in the Snow White Room, with little, carved dwarves peeking at them from the walls. Or, worse, the Beauty and the Beast Room, where their lovemaking would be accompanied by the singing of teapots and candlesticks.

Compared to his wild imaginings, looking at the lighted panels depicting your standard-issue garish coverings on beds and wild neon signs seemed almost comforting. (Garish Room. Ha, ha, how ironic.)

“How about this one?” Uruha pointed to a room that seemed to be sporting a circus trapeze in the middle. (Wonderful, the Dumbo Room, Kai thought). “Or this one?” It looked like a medieval bedchamber. (Kai instantly christened it the Cinderella Room. Hey, if there was an Alice in Wonderland one, he could borrow Ruki’s old Cockroach outfit).

“Oooh, I have it!” Kai turned his head, with trepidation, toward Uruha’s polished finger, pointed toward one lit panel in particular.

Fortunately, what was revealed was a room done up all in black and silver – very rock and roll looking. It sported a standard shaped bed with what seemed to be a black, leather-like cover, shiny silver pillows, a black lacquer chest of drawers that Kai was sure held various implements and tools for the art of love . . .

He let out a sigh of relief. “That one is fine,” he said. He wondered if the sigh was just because Uruha had managed to find something almost tasteful, or because there didn’t seem to be a Pinocchio Room. (“When he lies, it’s not his nose that grows!”)

“Good,” Uruha said. “I’m going to go reserve it, right now.” And he scampered off to the vending machine which handed out, yes, the kind of generic white card keys that were found backstage.

Kai stood fixed to the spot, watching him. He still couldn’t believe he was doing this. A love hotel. A bloody love hotel. Oh, God, he couldn’t let his bandmates know about this. He wouldn’t hear the end of it from Reita and Aoi for the rest of his life.

But he’d do it, because it was Uruha, and because he loved him – even if he’d never told him so, even if he was unsure if their regular fooling around was anything more than, well, fooling around to the other man.

Uruha came back, waving the key like one of their fangirls waving tickets to one of their lives. “Okay, let’s go!” he said, grabbing Kai’s hand and dragging him toward the elevator. “Room 234.”

Kai let himself get dragged along like a child dragging a teddy bear. Fine, whatever was in this room, he’d go along with it.

Just as long as there were no hidden animatronic Good Fairies involved.

* * *
Fortunately, the room turned out to be the rock and roll haven it appeared to be from the photographs, with no hidden surprises. Well, maybe just one.

When Uruha flopped down on the bed, it instantly began to vibrate – automatically, and with no button pushing involved. He started to laugh. “Kai, come try this out!”

With some trepidation, he sat down, and instantly felt a tingling sensation shoot through his legs, his back, his ass. It was a bit like being atop a hive of bees. “It’s . . .” He searched for a word that wouldn’t convey his worries about being stung. “Not like my futon at home, that's for sure.”

Fortunately, he spotted a turn-off button embedded in the headboard and pushed it. The bed came to a standstill. He really, really didn’t want to make love on top of something that felt like a humongous Tickle Me Elmo.

Uruha didn’t seem to mind. “Think of it,” he said, wrapping his arms around Kai and pulling him closer. “This room . . . it’s housed so many other lovers before us. Male and female. Female and female. Male and male.” He nestled his head into the juncture of Kai’s neck and shoulder. “I’ll bet it’s full of stories.”

Yes, and most of them would be housed in the “hentai” section of the manga store. But in a very bizarre way, what Uruha was saying was romantic.

How many couples came to this ridiculous place with the equally ridiculous name because it was the only place they could be together? Because they were escaping parents who considered their love interest “unsuitable,” spouses who never really loved them and married them out of a sense of duty and honor, jobs that strictly forbid romantic relationships between their workers?

How many others, he thought, lay on this bed with someone they were afraid to say those three little words to, though they were buried in their hearts?

So when Uruha brought his lips to Kai’s, Kai opened his easily, letting the soft wetness of the other man’s tongue slip inside. They were about to add their own story to the hundreds written here.

Pretty soon, it became very easy to forget his surroundings, forget where they are, as he felt the warmth of the other man’s body pressed against his, the soft slide of their tongues against one another. Uruha’s hands were working on Kai’s buttons, starting to undo his shirt little by little.

He reached inside and ran his hands over the skin, and Kai arched toward him, moaning a little. God, why did it feel, sometimes, like Uruha’s touch carried a million tiny volts of electricity, making his skin tingle with the slightest contact (even more so than the hive-of-bees bed had)?

Uruha pulled away just a little, a seductive smile on his lips. “Do you want to see me naked?” he said in a soft, low purr.

“Yes,” Kai answered in a similar tone “Every last inch of you.”

Uruha slid off the bed and stood beside it, making sure Kai’s gaze was on him as he rid himself of his shirt, dropping it to the floor. He gave Kai another smile, unfastened his pants and turned around to push them down, bending over.

The resulting view was spectacular. A perfect ass, round and firm, and beneath that, those
legendary thighs, strong and perfectly formed. He looked like some sort of ancient god, beautiful and sensual, luring mortals into his bed - and they went gladly, even if they wouldn’t survive the experience.

Well, Kai was determined to survive it. He quickly rid himself of his own clothes, unbuttoning his shirt the rest of the way and unzipping his pants.

“Eager, aren’t you?” Uruha lay back down next to him. “Do you see something that you like?”

Only everything, Kai thought. Once he had rid himself of the last scraps of fabric, he brought his lips to the other man’s again, pressing their bodies together. He felt the other man’s chest press against his, the brush of their cocks against one another.

“Oh, that feels good,” Uruha murmured between kisses. “You have such a sexy body. . .”

“What is it that you like?” Kai replied, his hands running everywhere over the other man’s body, touching everything he could touch.

“I’ll show you,” Uruha said, and before Kai knew it, he was being rolled over on his back, the other man straddling him. He ran his hands up and down Kai’s chest, palms flat. “This,” he said. “Strong, solid, definitely male. Something to rest your head on. And these . . .” The fingers brushed over Kai’s nipples, making him cry out a little. “Delicious. Big and dark, and they get hard so fast when I touch them.”

He caressed the buds, and, sure enough, they were teased instantly into little peaks, Kai arching against him and moaning again - only to let out a groan of disappointment as Uruha’s hands moved to his shoulders instead, the caress moving down his arms, fingers gently kneading the muscles.

“These,” he said. “The muscles. They look like they were designed to wrap around a person and hold them fast as you ravish them. You have the sexiest arms I’ve ever seen, you know that?”

He took Kai’s right hand in his, bringing it to his mouth and laying a kiss on the palm. “These,” he said. “Big and capable. Hands that look strong and gentle at the same time.” He flicked his tongue out, running it over the palm, and Kai shuddered. “You know that they can get any job done, and you can’t wait to feel them on your body.”

Before Kai knew it, Uruha was sliding his lips up to his fingers, and taking the middle one in his mouth, running his tongue along it. Kai let out a moan - this wasn’t something Uruha had ever done to him before. Heck, it was something he hadn’t had done to him much, period.

Encouraged, Uruha began to suck on the finger, sliding it into and out of his mouth as if he were going down on him. He moved his mouth to the fingertips, and kissed them, one by one, running his tongue from the top to the bottom of the index finger, then the middle one again.

By this time, Kai was in a near-erotic frenzy, writhing on the bed as Uruha continued to ravish his hand - his HAND! Who would have thought that would be an erogenous zone? But the more that tongue ran along his fingers, caressing them with wet heat before his lips enveloped them, the more Kai’s nerves were on fire.

Uruha finally raised his head, placing one last kiss to the fingertips. “You know I want those fingers to fuck me, don’t you?”

Kai had to take a deep breath to center himself, because he was in danger of coming just from the sound of those words. He saw Uruha rummaging around in the chest of drawers next to the bed and coming up with a couple of foil packages. Yes, in a love hotel, lube came in nicely pre-measured packages. How thoughtful of them.

As soon as the packet was pressed into the hand Uruha had just been worshipping, though, Kai’s animal instincts took over. He was no longer thinking, he was a creature of feeling, and emotion, and sensation. He couldn’t wait to get that foil open, to touch his lover from the inside, to give back some of that pleasure than had been given to him.

He rolled Uruha over onto his back, reaching between his legs, and Uruha gladly opened those magnificent thighs for him, raising his hips a bit, making it easy for Kai to enter.

When he began to press the first finger inside, gently, the sensation of that tight heat clenching around him was more intense than usual, thanks to the treatment his hands had just been given. A shiver passed through his body, especially when Uruha arched up toward him, wanting more.
So he gave it to him, waiting until Uruha seemed relaxed, then thrusting the finger in and out of him, just as it had been sliding in and out of Uruha’s mouth.

He looked down at the beauty beneath him, at the way his lips were open in a gasp of passion, his eyes half-closed. He was a work of erotic art, the kind that makes anyone who sees it walk away with their bodies feeling warmer.

When he slid the second finger in, the hot passage clenched around him, and Uruha let out a moan, murmuring, “Oh, yes, fuck me. Get me ready for your huge cock.” And that broke Kai’s control again. He leaned over, kissing Uruha’s neck, nibbling at it, running his tongue along it. He wanted to cover all the skin he could, ravish it, make it tingle.

His fingers thrust in and out of Uruha, scissoring gently, as his mouth worked down to a nipple, tonguing it, making it harden, then wrapping his lips around it. As he sucked, Uruha let out a loud cry.

“More,” he said. “Put in another finger, I need to feel you . . .”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. By this time, Kai was completely burning up. His cock felt rock-hard and neglected, and all he wanted in the world was to push it in Uruha, fill him, feel that passage clutch around it.

But he knew from experience that he had to be patient, that his lover had to be well-prepared. In this way, it made being well-endowed both a blessing and a curse.

When he finally felt Uruha was ready, he slid the fingers out, and, sure enough, the hotel had a little plastic rack of foil packets on the night table that contained moist towelettes. Good - quick and easy cleanup. All the better to get another package of lube and prepare himself.

He positioned himself atop his lover, his cock teasing the entrance. He reached down, brushing Uruha’s hair out of his face. “You’re so beautiful right now,” he said. (And the words he really wanted to say were, once again, lurking just below the surface.)

“So are you,” Uruha said. “Go on . . . I need to feel you.”

Kai pushed forward, and was almost overwhelmed by the sensation of heat pulling him in, enclosing him. He just felt so, so good - he couldn’t remember any other person he’d been with, male or female, whose body fit him like Uruha’s did.

Slow and careful . . . He had to keep enough of his wits around him to make sure that he was pleasuring Uruha and not causing him pain, that he was getting his lover used to his size.

Blessing and a curse, once again.

When Uruha let out a deep breath and said, “Kai . . . I’m ready,” he began to thrust slowly, leaning over to kiss his lips.

Oh, it was good, so good, a warm pleasure over every part of him that he knew would eventually become a raging fire. He could feel Uruha’s body beneath him growing damp with sweat, hear his breathing get heavier.

And then, there were those thighs. They were on either side of his hips, holding him in place, a very willing prisoner. Not that there was anywhere else on the entire planet where he wanted to be right now.

He started to move faster, his aching cock feeling that tight heat clutch at him, slide against him, pull him in further and further. Every thrust brought a new wave of sensation, more hot, intense tingles throughout his body, more welcome numbness to his mind.

There was nothing in the world now but the beautiful man writhing beneath him, breathing heavily, moaning as his head tossed on the shiny silver pillow. Kai thrust harder, wanting to show him his love with his body, to make him cry out his name.

Those thighs were clutching at him more, and that passage caressing him, and Kai wasn’t even aware of his own movements anymore. It was all a blur, a delicious haze. He had no control over his voice, or his face, he was moaning freely and openly, as if to let anyone listening know what was going on (which made it a good thing they were within the muffling walls of a love hotel).

And yet, there were three words that still stayed buried in the back of his mind, a small part of him holding them back, as if letting them go would ruin the moment.

Uruha thrust up against him, and Kai thrust back, their hips pumping against each other, their breathing ragged and punctuated by moans and cries. Their hands clutched at each other, lacing fingers like they had done so frequently on stage, but this time, so much more intimate.

“Close . .. .” Uruha gasped. “So . . . So close . . .”

And then, Kai struck a very sweet spot deep inside his lover, and Uruha thrust forward, letting out an animal cry as his essence spilled from him, all over them both.

There was a sharp tug of that sheath all around Kai, an intense blast of sensation, the sound of his lover crying out, and the very last bit of his control broke. He was overwhelmed with ecstasy, blinded by white light as his whole body shuddered intensely . . .

And somewhere, as if a million miles away, there was the sound of his own voice crying, “I love you, I love you. . .”

He collapsed atop the other man, panting, so completely gone and spent that reality was far, far away. He just lay there, completely limp . . .

And slowly, it began to dawn on him what had just happened. He’d said IT. Not only once, but twice. Oh, dear God, he’d ruined it. In one overheated moment, he’d brought a crashing, disastrous end to not only their trip to the love hotel, but probably their whole friends-with-benefits arrangement.

“Kai?” He heard Uruha’s voice from the next room, from the next prefecture, from the next country. “Kai, are you okay?”

The voice was tender. So were the hands stroking his hair. It still couldn’t negate the feeling he’d blown it.

He raised his head. “I’m sorry,” he said.

“Sorry?” Uruha met his eyes, and they seemed full of concern. “Sorry for what?”

“It slipped out,” Kai said. “A heat of the moment thing. Tried to control myself, but . . .”

“You mean . . . that?” Uruha said. “What you said?”

Kai nodded, wordlessly, swallowing hard.

Uruha stroked his hair again. “Why are you sorry for that? I’ve been waiting to hear you say that for a long time.”

What? Did he just hear . . . He raised his head. “You have?”

Uruha nodded. “I’d been wondering if you felt the same way I do. I didn’t want to say anything, because if you didn’t . . .” He shrugged. “I didn’t want to jeopardize the band.”

Oh, my God, he was hearing this. He was really hearing this. “Uruha, you love me?”

“Of course I do.” He bopped Kai’s nose, lightly. “I have almost as long as you’ve been in the band.”

Kai threw his arms around Uruha, pulling him closer. “Uruha. . .” he said. Well, he was negating all his lover’s talk earlier about him being strong and manly by getting choked up like this, wasn’t he?

Uruha kissed him. “I’m glad we came here, if being in a love hotel was what made you open up with your feelings.”

He was never so glad for anything in his life. Suddenly, he loved this ridiculous place with the ridiculous name and the ridiculous rooms. “How long do we have to stay here?” he said.

“It’s pay by the hour,” Uruha said. “And I think I have enough money with me to afford a few more hours here.”

Kai would gladly make up the difference if he didn’t. “Good,” he said. “Let’s make the most of it, then.”

If this place was just a giant, overblown adult Disney tale, right now, they were in the Happily Ever After room.


( 29 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 15th, 2012 05:48 pm (UTC)
Nice, very nice porn indeed. Hurr hurr~ And I kind of melted at the confession; Kai holding his heart in trembling hands and waiting for Uruha to accept. :D I like!
Apr. 16th, 2012 11:18 am (UTC)
Thanks! Oh, yes, I wanted to get across the impression that this was a real WTF DID I JUST DO??? moment for poor Kai. Fortunately for him, it had a happy outcome! Thanks for reading!
Apr. 15th, 2012 06:51 pm (UTC)


You rummaged so many creative details in this story :DDDD


I really liked the way you worked with the realistic detail of compromising in a relationship :) With Kai not really liking the idea of love hotels in general and all. It made everything all the more plausible. I mean, usually in a fic everyone is happy go lucky in a couple or when they're together and they act like a one mind only, but here you really worked with the differences between them, the fact that they are 2 different people who feel different about all sorts of things. loved that :D
Apr. 16th, 2012 11:21 am (UTC)
Thank you! Yes, I definitely wanted to convey that Kai was giving in to what Uruha wanted, and that he was willing to do it out of love - even if the idea of a sex palace horrified him. Furthermore, Uruha sensed this and was willing to pick the closest thing to tasteful among the rooms rather than one of the wilder ones - so it was really compromising on both sides! (They knew they were in love before they consciously admitted it). Thanks so much for reading!
Apr. 15th, 2012 06:59 pm (UTC)
This is one of my disliked pairings but when I saw it on my friends page I was tempted to read it.

" He was having horrifying visions of ending up in the Snow White Room, with little, carved dwarves peeking at them from the walls. Or, worse, the Beauty and the Beast Room, where their lovemaking would be accompanied by the singing of teapots and candlesticks. "
^ this part made me laugh so damn hard <3 as well as the rest of the little Disney thoughts poor Kai had.

I like the ending Kai is such a sweetie I'm glad Uru didn't reject him :3
Apr. 16th, 2012 11:25 am (UTC)
First of all, I am incredibly flattered that you liked the story even though you dislike the pairing. That's one of the highest compliments you can pay a writer! Second, I am so glad you found the Disney part funny! I figure if something is called the Jessica Rabbit Hotel, the first thing people are going to assume is Disney Japan has gotten into the love hotel business. (Hey, if they have officially sanctioned Hello Kitty rooms in love hotels . . .) Which really wasn't the case, but Kai didn't know that! Thanks so much again for reading and commenting!
Apr. 17th, 2012 01:55 am (UTC)
Even though it isn't Disney I have seen a few people assume that it was anyway. Lol Hello Kitty room more sounds Aoi ish xD. You know the duck in the rilakkuma franchise ? I can imagine Uru in that one xDDD
Apr. 15th, 2012 08:33 pm (UTC)
Aww, that's such a sweet ending to a hot fic! :3 Although the mental image of Uruha's potential love hotel photos just made me die of laughter. XD

(BTW, did you have a particular Disney theme in mind for their room? I'm may be being dense and just misread, and I can't quite figure it out.)
Apr. 16th, 2012 11:32 am (UTC)
Actually, I didn't. Theirs was supposed to be the one halfway tasteful room in the whole hotel - sort of a rock and roll theme, with the black and silver everything. Basically, Uruha picked it because he saw that Kai was turning slightly green at the more . . . elaborate rooms, and he didn't want the evening brought to an abrupt end by Kai being uncomfortable with their surroundings.

I'm so glad you enjoyed Kai's wild imaginings of what they were going to find upstairs! XD Thanks so much for reading!

Apr. 15th, 2012 09:09 pm (UTC)
This was very, very hot. I loved it. ♥ And aww at the end. :)
Apr. 16th, 2012 11:34 am (UTC)
I definitely wanted it to have a cute ending, after everything Kai had gone through that evening. It's what he's willing to do for love. XD Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Apr. 26th, 2012 03:57 am (UTC)
I am SO sorry I'm late in replying to your comment (went away for several days last week, just now catching up!)

I am INCREDIBLY flattered that I could get you to enjoy fics that aren't your normally preferred pairing. Seriously, that's a high compliment. Getting someone to enjoy reading her OTP 4 LIFE OMG!!11!!! is one thing, but someone who doesn't normally read it normally?

I actually wasn't a hundred percent sure that was Kai in the prompt pic, either, but he looked Kai-like, so I just went with it! It turned out to be a very good setup for what came after.

Thank you for the comments about the fic! (You might be seeing Ruki in the Cockroach outfit in a fic yet. Stay tuned. ~_^)
Apr. 17th, 2012 02:27 am (UTC)
Pheewww I finally had time to read this! I've been very busy lately, sorry to be so late to the Uruai bandwagon...

Good lord, honey. That was splendid. From Uruha's teasing ways to Kai's reluctance at even setting foot in a cheesy love hotel, to the very tender, sweet, perfect confession. And the sex was stellar, as usual. The finger/hand worship...unf! Along with the dirty talk, that totally did it for me (I have a bit of a hand fetish, and Kai's hands...god. Manly, yet delicate and sensitive, and when his nails are painted...Beautiful...) I just love how you make Uruha comment about the size of him too, it sounds so deliciously eager and slutty every time, yum.

But oh was the confession ever fucking perfect. The things you say in the throes of ecstasy...I just loved his mini panic so much XD It was a perfect conclusion to such hot sex, beautiful work as always. Not that I would ever expect any less from you my dear. xoxo
Apr. 26th, 2012 11:30 am (UTC)
That's okay - I'm just now getting around to replying to your comment!

The hand worship was something that had to happen with Kai. He has the most gorgeous arms/hands of anyone in J-rock, IMHO. (Ha, that's one reason Uruha and Kai make such a perfect couple, one of them has perfect arms and the other has perfect legs).

Kai's confession was designed to fit in with the prompt I was given - you try to censor yourself in the heat of the moment, but you get carried away, and things . . . happen. In this case, it was verbalizing the feelings he'd held back for too long. (I think I will declare this the official Stargazerverse version of how they became a couple. In that case, that confession would have been a long time coming. Poor Kai would have been holding his heart in his hand for years, watching Uruha have affairs with Ruki, Aoi and various other men - sort of like what Hiroto went through in Stargazer, only with the added annoyance of Kai's well-meaning friends trying to set him up with people).

Uruha just has to comment on how big Kai is. He considers himself a very lucky man in that department. ~_^ (One as-yet-unattached-to-a-fic scene I have in my head is when PSC has a group trip to an onsen, and all the gay and bi men are staring at Kai's arms and cock with hunger as he relaxes naked in the water, totally oblivious. Meanwhile, Uruha is next to him, with a little, smug smile on his face.)

Thanks so much for commenting as always, and I'm sorry again for the late reply!
Apr. 26th, 2012 03:33 pm (UTC)
Oh I agree, his arms are...unf! Actually, most drummers have rather nice arms and good bodies, drumming is physically intensive (I mean, Nao has a rather nice pair of guns himself, he hides it well, but I'm pretty sure he could bench-press Hiroto or something XD)

And its a fitting start to the very intense, beautiful relationship they have in your stargazer verse, perfect for these two. I urge you to write that onsen fic, and have a scene where Saga and Uruha compare their boyfriend's dick size right in their faces XD I think I would die of laughter just picturing Kai and Tora being completely annoyed/embarrassed/flattered at the same time. And every other gay-bi guy being envious XD
Apr. 27th, 2012 02:01 am (UTC)
You realize that idea now HAS to be added to my fic inventory. It will join the lineup (along with the Shou/Kai fic, the last chapter of Movie Night, the fic where Kai finally gets to thigh-fuck Uruha . . .)

Oh, and Hiroto would just be standing there blushing, because his own boyfriend isn't exactly a pipsqueak, either. Behold the evidence. (The layout in that magazine damn near killed me. In every picture, Shou was either displaying his bulge, flashing a nipple or his pants were half-unzipped.)
Apr. 27th, 2012 02:48 am (UTC)
Lets get this baby on the road then! Yay!

Oh and the infamous "Ruri no Ame" style photoshoot...yikes! Shou looked like he got dressed for the shoot, had some sort of rough sex in a broom-closet with one or two bandmembers, and then hastily put himself back together for the actual shoot XD With the sex hair and bulge and...unf, open shirt...The good thing is that we got to see that Shou has this really lovely, fine grained pale skin, and those tiny, super pert, pink nipples...ahem. Well I think thats a good thing, don't you? XD

So here we go, we can add Hiroto in the Uruha/Saga comparative study XD
Apr. 27th, 2012 11:38 am (UTC)
Ohh, it's a good thing. It's a very, VERY good thing. Shou should have sex right before photoshoots more often. (Although there's one shot in his Rock and Read layout from last year that looks like it was taken DURING sex, or at least while he was getting a blow job. YOW. I call it the Hiroto-out-of-camera-range picture.)

We need to examine the other boys in the Ruri no Ame photoshoot and see who ELSE looks a bit rumpled. We can pinpoint the culprit that Shou was in the broom closet with. ~_^
Apr. 27th, 2012 02:14 pm (UTC)
Hmm, from what I remember, Tora is looking a little rumpled as well, maybe he was the lucky man XD

I MUST see that RR layout :O Which brings me to another point. Uruha, in RR 041...uuunf! He's only getting better with age, good lord, that entire spread had me drooling and making inhuman noises, and maybe given me a few ideas for another ToraUruha oneshot of a most perverted nature...ahem...
Apr. 29th, 2012 12:04 am (UTC)
Oh, I saw the layour. Uruha looks hotter than flaming tabasco sauce. The phallic cigar by his mouth definitely adds to it. I know where you're comng from with wanting to write Tora/Uruha; the first thought that crossed my mind was Kai peeling him out of the outfit like a snake shedding its skin.

Tora as the culprit is definitely believable. He did look a bit rumpled, didn't he? It's obvious SOMEONE was giving those pert nipples some loving . . .
Apr. 29th, 2012 02:06 am (UTC)
Oh the red snakeskin coat...*drools* I may very well get back into ToRuha verse and write some more leather porn...adding that to my fic inventory XD
Apr. 29th, 2012 04:23 pm (UTC)
LOL, I was going to do a fic with the red leather outfit. Great minds! I'll use the gangster one instead.
Apr. 29th, 2012 06:08 pm (UTC)
Or you can totally write your version of the red-coat porn and we can compare XD I love it when we both have a stab at the same subject and come out with completely different stuff, personally :D
Apr. 17th, 2012 07:36 am (UTC)
Awwwwwwww! I love this!!! :D Kai's uncertainty, the heartbreaking way he's trying to keep a *certain* thing to himself, that he thinks it might destroy what they have, his adorable worries about possible rooms... I was quite relieved myself when Uruha chose the Rock'n'Roll room! LOL

I agree with everything Uruha said about Kai's body! Kai is seriously hot! :D

Love love love the way those "dangerous" little words just comes out as Kai's overwhelmed by pleasure and emotion, and how gentle Uruha is afterwards.
Apr. 26th, 2012 11:35 am (UTC)
Uruha knew better than to choose one of the more elaborate rooms. He knew just what he wanted out of Kai, and putting them in the wrong atmosphere might mean that wasn't going to happen!

The confession came straight from the prompt - I had to think of something that would happen during sex that Kai would normally hold back in normal life, and the love confession definitely fit the bill. It's fortunate for him, though, that Uruha felt the same way, because that was one hell of a dangerous moment!

And Uruha is very, very justified in worshiping Kai's body.It's worthy of worship.

Thanks so much for commenting, and I'm sorry this reply is so late! (Things were nuts right before I went away!)
Apr. 18th, 2012 12:52 pm (UTC)
I'm ashamed to say that I'm JUST now reading this >.< But it's great!! I love it >.< I never would have thought a love hotel setting could sprout something as good as this! I dunno about you, but I have a new look on Disney now XD I'll never be able to take it seriosly without thinking of this fic now haha
Apr. 26th, 2012 11:40 am (UTC)
That's okay - I'm just now replying to your comment! (Sorry about that, I was away for several days last week and things were nuts beforehand).

The love hotel setting came about because at the time I wrote it, I thought we had to literally include a Jessica Rabbit Hotel in our fics (it was my first "official" challenge at that community, not counting spontaneous challenges that sprang up like the Kai Vodka one!). And I used the name of the hotel to put the idea in Kai's head that it was Disney-themed (even though it was a standard love hotel). I had a lot of fun writing his wild imaginings of what each room represented!

Thanks so much for reading, and I'm sorry again this reply is so late!
Apr. 26th, 2012 12:24 pm (UTC)
haha it's fine, I understand.

I know have a different view on Disney XD Don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing lol.

can't wait to read more of your work! :D
May. 13th, 2012 02:13 pm (UTC)
This is just so....hot in the middle & sweet at the end <3

...& a disney theme love hotel...I always knew there's something kinky beneath those pg-rated innocent love fantasy lol (really love your description of each room's theme, so funny~)
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